The sunlight disappeared beyond the horizon, and the hoarse cries of zombies echoed among the high-rises.
In the apocalypse, what difference is there between humans and zombies? Greed, rage, sloth, desire, and arrogance.
Yet there are things humans cannot give up. They are precious treasures in the apocalypse.
"Can you still fight?"
"Of course. They're just a bunch of brainless idiots."
Luckily, I have you by my side in the apocalypse.
P.S. This is a birthday story for my best friend. It took me ages, but I finally finished it.
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It's beautiful and well written, but it's a bit short o(≧v≦)o